Last night at church when we went to the throne room to pray, I just sat and listened to all the petitions going up. Petitions for our families, our nation, the coming harvest, revival, for our children, and for our church and many more. Sounds of our Pastor and other intercessors in our church pouring their heart out and weeping before the Lord filled the sanctuary. I knew there was so much to pray for and many in need of prayer but in that moment, I was at a loss for words. You see, I had been struggling the last couple of weeks with some things. I had recently been feeling myself drifting back into old habits. Habits of choosing to sleep in instead of getting up early to spend time with Abba on my front porch where we have the best conversations. Habits of not choosing to trust Him when we were blindsided by an unexpected need that needed to be met earlier in the week knowing that Abba wanted to meet that need and would fill it. Habits of allowing worry to creep back in trying to steal my peace and my joy when I know He is my peace and my joy. It's those habits that tend to wear us out the most and that the enemy takes delight in but yet God continues to love and see us through them. I was being weighted down again by the world. But as I sat there listening, I felt led to pray in the spirit. I knew if I didn't know what to pray then Holy Spirit would. After a little while in the midst of praying I went into a vision. In the vision I looked up and saw a bright light that came pouring down through the ceiling of the church and it shined down onto the floor at the altar. It was as if God had opened a window from the heavens and was letting His light and love come pouring down out of it. As I watched this light an angel appeared and had a seed in his hand. He planted the seed in this spot that the light was shining on. Once he was done planting this seed, he stepped to the side and stood watching it. Then I saw another angel come along but this time he had come along to water this seed that had been planted. Then that angel stood next to the other angel and kept watch. Then another came along and did the same thing and this same cycle repeated itself at least three times. I was watching the area that was being tended to by the angels and as I watched something began to grow up out of it. This big, beautiful rose appeared, and it stood tall and began to blossom. When this rose had finished growing and when it completely blossomed the angels had put on their armor and stood watching as if they were standing guard to carefully protect this rose at all costs. Then this amazing aroma began flowing out of it. What was amazing is I could physically see it coming out of it. It wasn't just a scent, but I could actually see it fill the sanctuary of the church. Once it filled the sanctuary it came out of the doors of the church and went out into the community and surrounding areas. People were going about their day when this amazing scent caught their attention, and they were all intrigued by it. Many wanting to know where it was coming from. Desperate to figure it out, people began to follow it to find its source. And as I watched, people by the dozens came through the doors of Bethel and came pouring into the altar. They were crying and pouring their hearts out in repentance, they were receiving healing, and they were so overcome by the presence of God. They were being set free. The church was full. As I am in awe of the magnitude of the crowd and the people that were still pouring in, I heard a voice say that many miracles will happen here and that it was a place of healings, and we would see a mighty move of God here. Then I came out of the vision. I was trying to wrap my mind and heart around what I had just seen and asking the Lord if I needed to share it. Sometimes I still question myself, but I don't want to share things if I am not meant to. But as our Pastor had finished praying, he spoke up and said that the Holy Spirit showed him that Bethel would be a place of healing. Not just physical healing but inner healing and deliverance. I almost fell out of my chair in excitement, and I began to cry as I knew then the Lord had confirmed what I had just seen. As I got up to share this beautiful message God had showed me, I was overcome by His presence. It was a message of hope and encouragement for the church. Then our Pastor reminded us of who the rose of Sharon was. As I write this, I know God is breathing new life into the Church. I see the windows being opened as a fresh wind comes blowing through. I keep seeing a sailboat with its sails down where it had lost momentum, but the Lord says I am putting new wind in your sails. He says get ready, get ready!
And just like that the world doesn't seem so heavy anymore. I pray this brings many of you encouragement as it did me. Thank you, Lord! Blessings!
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